Uncle Nine: You were supposed to drive corpses, so you summoned the Monkey King!

Deep in the basement.

Tu Long watched as his men unloaded and stacked the last box of opium, then prepared to turn and leave.

A faint sound came from the dark corner inside, and two scarlet lights lit up in the darkness, accompanied by a suppressed growl.

Tu Long felt a chill run down his spine.

"What is that?!" Tu Long pulled out the short knife from his sleeve.

A dark shadow pounced.

Inside the main sanctuary of the church, Lin Chen used his strength to close the iron door to the basement.

Lin Chen took out a master-level Fiery Talisman from his pocket, slapped it on the door, and used a half-foot-long silver awl to nail the talisman to the iron door.

"The show's about to begin." Lin Chen released his grip, listening to the screams coming from the basement.

The basement was in complete chaos.

Lin Chen leaned against the stone pillar of the main hall, and could hear the sounds below through the iron gate.

The first sound was the screams of the Dragon Slayer's men, which stopped after only a couple of screams.

Next, Tu Long started cursing.

"What the hell is this! A Maoshan fire talisman?"

The sound of burning paper came from behind the door.

"Useless? Take another hit from my peach wood sword! A Western zombie? How come there's one here?!"

Master Four Eyes stood by the iron gate and listened for a while before letting out a cold laugh.

"Serves them right! These bastards who make money through dirty tricks usually do nothing right, and today they've run into a living devil." The Four-Eyed Taoist turned to look at Lin Chen.

"But this foreign zombie isn't afraid of our Taoist magic. His meager dragon-slaying skills probably won't last even half an incense stick's time. When are we going in?"

Lin Chen listened to the screams coming from inside the door.

"No rush," Lin Chen said.

"This vampire is injured and hasn't eaten enough. With Dragon Slayer and his five henchmen, that's six people in total, enough for it to have a buffet. Once it's full and relaxed, we can go in and close the net."

Master Simu looked at the silver cone on the door, which shimmered with a golden yang energy.

"Does your silver nail work?"

"The evil spirits of foreigners are sensitive to silver and high temperatures." Lin Chen drew the lightning-struck wooden sword from his back, and a pungent smell of raw garlic wafted out.

Master Four Eyes recoiled from the stench, covering his nose: "What did you put on your sword? It's so pungent!"

"Purple-skinned single-clove garlic, crushed and juiced."

Lin Chen flipped the sword over, revealing a layer of sticky, pale yellow liquid on the blade.

"Western vampires are afraid of garlic, and with the righteous energy of the lightning-struck wooden sword, I'll give it an extra meal later."

Master Four Eyes looked at Lin Chen and choked out, "You little rascal, you're even more cunning than Fatty Zhuge."

The noise in the basement gradually subsided.

The screams ceased, leaving only Tu Long's heavy breathing and curses.

"Open the door! Who locked the door from the outside?! Open the door!"

Tu Long pounded on the iron gate with great force, but the pure silver spike remained unmoved, firmly wedging the iron gate in place.

Lin Chen stood outside the door without saying a word.

"Sizzle!"

A dull thud came from inside the door, as if leather had been cut.

The knocking stopped, followed by a sucking sound, like someone gulping down water.

"I'm done absorbing it." Lin Chen gripped the lightning-struck wooden sword tightly.

The basement fell completely silent.

After a dozen or so breaths, the iron gate made a muffled thud.

boom!

Something was banging on the door from inside; a dent had appeared in the middle of the cast iron door panel.

The pure silver cone at the door made a sizzling sound, as if something was burning.

"Your strength has improved." Lin Chen took two steps back.

Boom! Another impact.

With a loud bang, the two iron doors swung open and crashed into the stone walls on either side, knocking off large sections of plaster.

A strong smell of blood wafted from the basement.

A vampire emerged from the darkness.

Its leg, which Lin Chen broke last night, has healed.

The shriveled flesh, having absorbed the blood of six people, swelled up again, revealing blue veins beneath the pale skin, and its eyeballs turned blood red.

Six swaying figures followed behind the vampire.

It was Tu Long and his five subordinates.

The six men were pale, with sunken eyes and fangs protruding from their mouths. Their fingernails had turned into black claws.

"Damn it, even after being bitten, he still won't stop, becoming a lackey of the foreigners!" Master Four Eyes cursed at Tu Long, who had turned into a vampire. "Tu Long, you disgraced Maoshan when you were alive, and now that you're dead, I'll cleanse the sect for our patriarch!"

Master Four Eyes gripped the Crimson Flame Copper Greatsword with both hands and slashed at the Dragon Slayer.

The vampire ignored Si Mu and stared at Lin Chen with its blood-red eyes. It recognized the person who had broken its leg the night before.

hiss!

The vampire opened its mouth and cried out, its pair of bat-like wings spreading out.

With a flap of its wings, it swooped down close to the ground towards Lin Chen, much faster than last night.

"The speed at which you eat is different."

Lin Chen dodged the sharp claws that were reaching for his throat.

As the two crossed paths, Lin Chen exerted force with his right hand, slashing at the vampire's back with his lightning-struck wooden sword coated in garlic juice.

Stab it!

The righteous energy of lightning strikes the wooden sword, which suppresses evil spirits, and the purple garlic juice on the blade breaks through the vampire's defenses the moment it touches the vampire's skin.

The vampire's flesh was burned through, and yellowish-green poisonous smoke emanated from the wound, leaving a rotten pit.

"Aww!"

The vampire let out a howl, and the pain made him lose his balance, causing him to crash headfirst into a nearby stone pillar.

"You can't even handle this?"

Lin Chen didn't give it a chance to catch its breath.

He took a step forward, his left hand clenched into a fist.

Penetrating power!

boom!

The punch landed on the vampire's chest, denting its newly bulging sternum and making a cracking sound.

The vampire flew backwards, his feet leaving the ground.

It flapped its fleshy wings in mid-air, trying to fly towards the church dome.

"Want to fly?"

Lin Chen used his telekinetic ability to retrieve objects.

Three master-level fire talismans, glowing with golden light, flew towards the vampire in mid-air.

The vampire had no way to avoid it and could only swing his claws to block.

boom!

The fiery talisman exploded in mid-air, tearing the vampire's claws apart. The impact interrupted its ascent, and it fell back to the ground.

The vampire had barely landed and hadn't even gotten up when Lin Chen caught up with him.

He grabbed the vampire by the neck with his left hand and pressed it against the gravel slab.

The vampire struggled violently, its claws leaving several bloody scratches on Lin Chen's arm.

"Rest in peace, you foreign trash."

Lin Chen flipped his right hand and took out a pure silver cone engraved with evil-breaking array patterns.

Lin Chen gripped the silver cone tightly and plunged it into the vampire's heart.

puff.

The silver cone pierced the pale skin and plunged into the heart.

The vampire's blood-red eyes widened, almost bulging out, and when he opened his mouth, he couldn't make a sound; a stream of black blood gushed from his throat.

When the pure silver touched the heart, the Maoshan exorcising talisman array patterns on the cone glowed with golden light.

A ring of golden light spread out from where the silver cone had pierced the hole.

The vampire's body began to shrivel and carbonize from its heart, and within a few breaths, the monster was reduced to ashes.

Only a pure silver cone remained on the stone slab.

On the other side, Master Four Eyes had also finished his fight.

The vampire-turned-dragon-slaying man couldn't withstand the slashing of the fifty-pound Crimson Flame Copper Greatsword. He was beheaded by Four Eyes with a single sword strike, and his body fell to the ground to rot. Four Eyes also easily dealt with his remaining five henchmen.

"call!"

Master Four Eyes slammed his greatsword on the ground, panting. "The bones of this foreign thing that turned into a walking corpse are not hard, it's disgusting."

Lin Chen bent down to pick up the pure silver awl from the ground, wiped the blood off his Taoist robe and put it in his pocket. Then he turned around and pulled out another awl that was stuck next to the iron gate.

"Master, it's resolved. Go down and take a look."

The two went down the steps to the basement.

Inside were dozens of tightly packed wooden crates, and the ginseng and longevity pills that had been knocked over during the fight were scattered on the ground. Master Four Eyes stepped forward and used his greatsword to pry open the lid of one of the crates.

The ointment, wrapped in oiled paper, was a large, dark mass that emitted a nauseatingly sweet smell.

"This must weigh over a hundred pounds, right?" Master Four Eyes looked at these harmful things, his face turning ashen. "That old bastard Mayor Ye, he's got a black heart."

Lin Chen's gaze swept over the wooden boxes, his mind already calculating how to destroy the opium.

Suddenly, a series of rapid footsteps sounded outside the main nave of the church.

"Father! There was such a commotion inside just now, has something happened?" David Ye's anxious voice came from outside the main hall.